This is a description of a strange feeling, where you experience every moment of your life at the same time, as if the entire existence contracted into one single point. Time is like a pipe, and each slice of it is a moment. You are the worm inside it, now living along it’s whole length. Having the conciousness of a poor three-dimensional being, this is confusing and impossible to properly comprehend: experiencing the greatest joys and sorrows of your life at the same time, the most dreadful fears and the stillest moments of boredom. There might be no way out of here, except for an implosion.